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Beneath the Velvet Mask

MoChuran
In the glittering world of business, power is the ultimate prize — and Li Zhenyu has spent his entire life mastering the game. At just 21, he’s already a ruthless, manipulative force, controlling vast fortunes and business empires. With his mysterious charm and deadly intelligence, he’s the perfect puppet master, moving everyone around him like pieces on a chessboard. His greatest asset? His wife, Shen Yinyin — the brilliant and seductive general manager of his company, whose beauty and power mask the secrets hidden within their marriage. Despite their seemingly perfect partnership, cracks begin to show when Yinyin uncovers unsettling truths about Zhenyu’s manipulations and the dark web of lies he’s spun to control her, his family, and everyone around him. The couple is caught in a dangerous game where love and betrayal intertwine, and every move could be the last. But as Zhenyu's grip on his empire begins to falter, enemies from within and without move to shatter the carefully constructed world he's built. His loyal assistant, Qiulan, is torn between duty to her master and the growing realization that Zhenyu’s thirst for control has led them all down a path of destruction. Meanwhile, Feng Yun, the ambitious rival CEO, prepares to strike, knowing the time is ripe to take everything Zhenyu has worked for. In this world of high-stakes business, psychological warfare, and forbidden passions, no one is truly who they appear to be. As the tension escalates, Yinyin is forced to confront the question: Can love survive when the man she married is a monster in disguise? And when the veil of deception finally falls, will Zhenyu be able to maintain his hold on her, or will the secrets he’s buried tear their world apart? Beneath the Velvet Mask is a dark, twisted exploration of obsession, power, and the fragility of trust. With every chapter, secrets are revealed, alliances shift, and the stakes get higher. In a world where manipulation is currency, can anyone truly win — or are they all just pawns in a game where the rules change with every move?
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The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.
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Mated to Four Alphas

Silas has never feared Alphas. Naturally strong and unaffected by their pheromones, he constantly clashes with them. But this unique trait becomes his downfall when, on his 18th birthday, his mate rejects him—choosing his stepbrother, Ciel, instead. Wounded and betrayed, Silas leaves the pack, unaware that his life is about to take a turn he never imagined. In the enemy pack, he crosses paths with four powerful princes—Damon, Theron, Kael, and Lysander. They take him in, but the situation grows even more chaotic when Silas discovers a shocking truth. The four princes, believed to be his twin brother’s mates, are actually his fated mates. "What?" Silas whined. "Silas, behave yourself and let us handle this matter." "Shorty, no one can hurt you." "Silas, I will protect you." After saying this, the three brothers glanced at their fourth sibling. "What? ...Yes, I'll do the same," he muttered. Just when things couldn't get more complicated, a cryptic dream shakes Silas to his core. "He is your child. If you reject him too, he will die!" And soon after, a five-year-old child appears, leaving Silas utterly confused. "You are mine... In this life, I will make you my slave, destroy those bastards, and erase their bloodline." A bitter love tangled in hatred—one that transcends lifetimes. Someone is willing to go to any lengths to claim Silas, no matter the cost. Can Silas rewrite the fate from his past life? Or will history repeat itself? ---------------------- Discord server : https://discord.gg/SUSpfcDr9t
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